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... hick enough to taste. Patrol assignments were handed out like death warrants—without ceremony, without prayer. Recruits stood in loose formation, packs strapped and weapons sheathed. The fog clung low to the ground, masking the mud and pooling in the grooves of old footprints.
Captain Roegan surveyed them with a look that didn’t hide his disappointment. Thirty recruits. Three days. Most would not return.
"Outer ring patrol. Sweep for tracks, infestations, or breaches. You see mov ...
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